My heart hurts when you come to my head,
Every single night I sit up in my bed,
Wishing that you'd turn around and change your ways,
Its not that simple when I miss you more every day.
I can't tell you everything that goes on in my mind,
I use to think I was crazy and love was blind.
But now I know how love really see's,
Its with the heart and not with the eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem